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MG-A(G.773.008
28 Jan 1773:41 (1429)
Sir, the following Ode was printed in England, and, I am
well assured, was the joint composition of three or four
eminent poets of this province; and that moreover, it was
not published till it had been perused by, and received the
approbation of one of the greatest men at home. I cannot
help saying, that I think it a justice to my country in thus
restoring it. Your readers mush acknowledge, that it
exhibits, at once, all the pathos, sense, and sentimental
connexion of some very late modern publications, [signed]
Yours, &c. Keep it up.
ODE TO SENSIBILITY. Address'd to Miss Lucy Clarius, a
Celebrated Toast.
Who has not heard, what few have seen
The yellow robes of sprightly green
Which o'er my Lucy's shoulders flow?
Lovely Lucy, is't not so?
. . . [3 verses]
Sound the Trumpet, beat the drum,
Tweedle-dee, and tweedle-dum.
Gird your armours, cap-a-pee
Tweedle-dum, and tweedle-dee.
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